Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Shirley felt a bit drowsy as she read the book, so she decided to go back to her room to rest and clear her mind.

At exactly 11.00PM, she knocked on the door of Zacharias’ master bedroom. When the door opened, the man, who had been dressed in formal attire just a while ago, was now wearing a loose cotton robe with black and gold trim, exuding a kingly aura.

For a moment, her breath caught in her throat. Cole gave her a sense of righteousness and integrity, but this man often exuded a strong pheromonal attraction. Both men had strong physiques, but they evoked different feelings in her.

“Come in,” he said. With that, Shirley entered the room, and as Zacharias walked toward the couch, he untied the belt of his robe. Seeing that, she hurriedly said, “You don’t need to undress.”

“Are you afraid I’ll charm you?” he said with at smile. His remark made her speechless for a second. If I tell others that the vice president is frivolous, I’ll probably face a lot of rebuttals.

In her silence, he sat on the couch, lifting his sleeve to reveal the wound on his arm. Immediately, Shirley crouched down beside him, carrying a medical kit. She had learned nursing skills in the military, so she could easily handle such situations.

it didn’t seem to have affected his muscles or bones. When she cut away the old bandage and saw the black stitches, which resembled the legs of a centipede, she felt

wound and then applied a healing ointment prescribed by a doctor. Finally, she

moved from her face downward, he recalled that night when he held the back of her head and kissed her face so freely. Suddenly, heat surged in his lower

busy organizing her medical kit, and the man’s legs were wide open right in front of her. Since she was naturally sensitive, when she saw what was swelling beneath his robe, her breath

at himself and said to the girl, who had shyly turned her head

once, she stood up and felt that the air was

robe off his shoulder, revealing the wound on his shoulder. Unbeknownst to her, a fine layer of sweat had formed on her

gasped and said, “I’m sorry.

raised his head and gazed at her affectionately. Under the gaze of those eyes, Shirley dared not be careless, although

for some reason, she glanced at a certain area of his body. Does he not feel uncomfortable? With his

room, took a shower, and then lay down on the bed. Shortly after, she received a message. She

a bit out